My Mother's Strength
This is the story of how my mother demonstrated strength through recovering from a deadly infection known as Tuberculosis, or TB.
My mother underwent a highly sensitive operation on her uterus when I was a child, and that part of her body became infected with Tuberculosis bacteria. Tuberculosis or TB is an infectious disease which infects the lungs and may affect other parts of the body, and some symptoms of TB are chronic cough, fever, chills, fatigue, weight loss, and others. Treatment of tuberculosis involves taking multiple antibiotics which are administered for a long period of time, and complications may include resistance to antibiotics, recurrence of infection, and others. Anti-pulmonary tuberculosis is when TB impacts other parts of the body. Treatment of TB (and especially multiple drug-resistant tuberculosis) is difficult, and different types of antibiotics may be prescribed for prolonged periods to kill the bacteria.
The infection was so bad that her whole body became swollen with pain, and the wound became septic. This affected her uterus, and she was rendered unable to conceive, which is the reason that I ended up becoming an only child. Diagnosing anti-pulmonary tuberculosis was difficult, and she stayed in the hospital for many years during which time she consumed a variety of medicines that were not encapsulated and so very bitter. The medications would cause her lips to become inflamed, and my father cooked porridge at home in order to mix it with the medicine and neutralize the acidity. At the time I was a small girl, and my mother would sometimes come home for a few days, but she would soon be returned to the hospital to continue her treatment. Upon seeing her at first I wouldn’t recognize her and I would run away to watch from afar – She looked sad, so I would take a step closer to her, and through instinct I studied her and could tell that she was my mother (She had been gone for so long, I barely got to know her). Then I would sit on her lap, and nobody could separate us for the duration of her visit from the hospital. Although I was just a toddler, I remember those days as if they were yesterday.
One of the male nurses attending to my mother had to remind her to persevere with the treatment and continue taking the medications until the very last dose. He kept encouraging her to stick with her treatment, and she resolved to get well in order to return to her family at home, so she followed the protocol, and she was eventually discharged from the hospital once her body’s swelling had ceased. Those other patients who didn’t finish their treatment died of infection.
After leaving the hospital my mother was taken to have her wounds re-dressed every day, but she was not healing as expected. Many medications were used, but the wound was still septic, and eventually the infection became antibiotic resistant and it spread. I grew up seeing my mother in constant pain, and I always prayed for her. There were times when she was operated on to remove the dead and infected skin tissue, and she would be re-stitched again and again. The agony and pain was beyond imagination, but God gave her the strength to persevere until her wound finally healed.
When her uterus finally healed after several long years, she began to have chest problems. She was misdiagnosed with asthma and was treated improperly for a long time - The more that she took asthma medications, the worse her condition became until she sought a second opinion. That was when the doctor discovered that she was allergic to dust and other substances, and this was treated successfully.
Although my mother was in near constant pain for much of my childhood, she persevered and is now a strong respectable woman at the age of 79. As the owner of a dairy farm she works hard to maintain her property, and meanwhile she now managers a group of rental spaces that are a component of her investments. My mother has been a pillar of strength for the family for many years, and she is a strong, firm, hardworking, and persistent personality. From my mother I have learned that through perseverance and hard work, we can overcome even the most painful and debilitating of challenges. Perhaps this story will serve as a message of strength for others encountering similar challenges.
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